Grivolta's attitude suddenly changed, becoming aggressive, arrogant and rude.
The offended Varian was furious and reprimanded: "Dirty old troll, you dare to talk to me like this, Valeera, cut out his tongue."
A sharp dagger pierced the king's chest. Looking at the tip of the dagger emerging from his chest, Varian showed surprise and confusion.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty the King." Valeera said coldly: "The money Jaina gave is too little, not enough for a tauren feast in Orgrimmar."
Broll Bearskin said in an apologetic tone:
"I'm really sorry, Your Majesty, money can't buy me, but I am a night elf. If the Kingdom of Stormwind joins the tribe, my people will be unable to support themselves and will be threatened by the orcs. For the sake of the night elves, you have to die."
Valeela pulled out the dagger, and blood flowed profusely. Varian clutched his chest and made a difficult voice:
"Stormwind City will not let you go."
Valeera glanced at the corner of her mouth and sneered: "You are wrong. Another king will treat us as guests. Rest in peace, King Varian."
Seeing Varian take his last breath, Grivolta nodded with satisfaction: "After all, he is a king, with the majesty of a king, which can barely replace the power of a dragon."
"Be careful," Valeela warned: "Jaina left a magical beacon on him."
Valeera was a skilled thief, known for her dexterity, and carefully removed a flickering beacon from Varian's back.
Grivolta said in surprise:
"There are only a handful of thieves in Azeroth who can do this."
Several assistants carried Varian's body and stuffed it into the dragon's head. Grivolta used special magic to fuse Varian and the dragon's head.
The dragon's eyes suddenly opened, a faint majesty exuded, and it seemed that it would not rest in peace.
Grivolta said proudly: "Haha, it's perfect, without a single flaw. This is the greatest work in my life. It will be hung on the top of Stormwind City for public viewing."
Jingzhicheng Pier.
Garrosh and Doras saw Kits off together, along with several human servants and the unconscious Prince Anduin.
In order to deceive others, Doras hired several humans to take care of Anduin so that he would not know where he was. The unconscious Anduin looked red and did not seem to have been wronged.
"Your Majesty the King, I would like to introduce you to an interesting little guy."
Garrosh waved his hand and saw a kobold walking over. This was a kobold who looked like a scholar, with golden fur and delicate glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Big Candle Garg, senior scholar of Azeroth." Garrosh said proudly:
"Jag used to serve Thrall, but I gave him more money. Your Majesty, the trip to Dustwallow Swamp was a dangerous journey. After going through many hardships, you finally killed the Black Dragon Princess and rescued Prince Anduin. Draft
It has all been written, please read it. If there is no problem, this will be a great legend and a good story that will be passed down through the ages."
Kits sighed deeply that it felt good to be a king. He didn't even see anything in Dustwallow Marsh, but someone had already compiled the story for him.
After reading the draft carefully, Kits asked inexplicably:
"So the Black Dragon Princess kidnapped Prince Anduin just to fuse the two kings together? She also took her own life. It is said that the Black Dragon can fly. If it can't be defeated, wouldn't it escape? The Black Dragon is such a smart creature.
He must be so stupid."
"Your Majesty, don't worry about these details." Garrosh laughed and said: "You have to understand that most people in this world do not have the ability to think independently. People say whatever they say is what they say. Just like most people believe that Saurfalbiwan
All the Titans in the temple are powerful together."
Although there are some small holes in the story, the flaws are not concealed. Kits secretly noted that this will become a great dragon-slaying experience and the glory of a king.
Garrosh explained again:
"Your Majesty the King, after you return to Elwynn Forest, someone will guide you into a secret manor. It used to be a secret palace of a great noble, but later fell into the hands of Jaina. There is a prepared black dragon head there.
With Prince Anduin, no one will doubt your dragon-slaying journey."
Kits hurriedly expressed his thanks, the two made an appointment to contact him, and Kits boarded the boat to Booty Bay.
The ship gradually disappeared into the sea, and Garrosh showed a sinister look: "Thall, I want to see how long you can stay on as the chief."
When Jaina entered the manor, she found that it was empty. Black Dragon Head, King Varian, Valeera, Grivolta and others were all missing.
Jaina found the magic beacon on a mouse, and immediately realized something was wrong and hurried to the next contact point.
Not long after, the Dove of Peace in Stormwind City sent word to Jaina that King Varian had rescued Prince Anduin and brought back the head of the black dragon princess Onyxia, who had officially boarded the
The news spread throughout the Kingdom of Stormwind.
Jaina fully understood that the winner of this battle for royal power was the Night Watchman Kites. Jaina felt deeply frustrated and could only inform Thrall as soon as possible.
Orgrimmar, the chieftain's tent is filled with sorrow.
There was a delicious stewed pandaren meal on the table, but Thrall had no appetite at all. He listened to Jaina's story about what happened in Stormwind City with a gloomy look on his face.
On both sides of the table, Thrall's cronies were sitting.
Eitrigg, Vol'jin, Lorkhan, etc., all of whom were once prominent figures in Orgrimmar, are now as listless as defeated roosters.
Thrall looked at the many cronies, his eyes widened, and he shouted:
"You have all heard that the humble Night's Watch became a dragon-slaying warrior, replacing the stupid Varian. The Kingdom of Stormwind refused to save the world of Azeroth. Humans were unwilling to become the army of the orcs and conspired to destroy the world. It is really heinous.
"
Looking carefully around the people present, Sal saw only despair and helplessness in everyone's eyes, and said viciously:
"If I really encounter failure, I will live a secluded life. No one can find me. Over the years, I have accumulated a huge amount of wealth, enough to live luxuriously for ten thousand years, but you can't. For the sake of your own glory
Fugui, please find a way for me quickly."
Eitrigg said cautiously:
"Fording's reputation has been established and initial results have been achieved. The Silver Arena is under intense preparations. If everything goes well, it will bring us a steady stream of military rations."
Thrall glared and said coldly: "If the Alliance refuses to participate in the Silver Arena, how can we obtain food? Do we have to rely on eating tauren?"
Lorkhan hesitated for a long time and whispered: "Tirion Fordring is a strong but powerful man. We cannot rely on him to destroy the Lich King. Maybe we can talk to the new king."
Wojin also nodded and said: "Yes, everyone has weaknesses. As long as you find out the weaknesses of the new king, you may not be able to exploit them."
Thrall turned to look at Jaina: "What's the weakness of this Night Watchman?"
Jaina thought for a long time and said uncertainly: "I heard Kalec say that the Night Watch seems to like female orcs."